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Chapter 29
Ch.29 What kind of Monster did I make?
The first morning at Nekhuf’s house.
Heading to the living room, I found Nekhuf sitting on the sofa with his eyes closed.
“You’re awake, Brother Hans?”
“Yeah, did you sleep well?”
Nekhuf gave a small nod at my question.
“Yes. What will you do today, Brother?”
“Hmm? I don’t have any particular plans.”
Having recently endured the desert’s sandstorms, I had no desire to wander around.
“If you’re not busy, Brother, would you like to come with me to the archery training ground?”
“Archery training ground?”
A place to practice shooting arrows.
According to the setting, Nekhuf trained daily in archery and swordsmanship.
He hadn’t started his activities yet. He reminded me a bit of Giovanni.
By now, he probably told the kids I was dead and returned to his hometown.
Remembering Giovanni’s childhood face at the sight of Nekhuf, I chuckled.
“Shall we?”
Nekhuf nodded happily at my words.
As I was about to gather the bow and arrows for Nekhuf…
-Beep?!
Leah and Pipi came out into the living room.
“Huh? Where are you two going?”
“To the archery training ground. Want to come?”
Leah sulked at my words.
“Tch, I was planning to rest for once. I’ll come too.”
I spoke worriedly to Leah, who seemed in a bad mood.
“If you’re not feeling well, why not rest?”
Despite my suggestion, she stubbornly shook her head.
“Never mind. I’ll go get ready, so please wait a moment.”
Leah went upstairs and disappeared, returning shortly after dressed in outdoor clothes.
“Let’s go.”
We headed toward the archery training ground along the village’s main road.
“Ugh… it’s hot.”
Indoors, opening windows provided some coolness, but in the scorching desert sun, moving immediately caused sweat to pour down.
“There’s shade at the archery range. Sister Leah, please endure it a little longer.”
Leah, her face full of irritation, seemed about to complain but only sighed softly and lowered her head.
“Haa… seriously, why do I have to go through this?”
“I told you to rest at home, didn’t I?”
I couldn’t understand why she insisted on coming out and suffering.
But Leah, who had been staring intently at me, looked away when our eyes met and sighed again.
“Seriously. You’re so dense.”
I didn’t hear clearly and asked again.
“Huh?”
“Ah, forget it! Let’s just hurry up and go.”
Despite Leah’s irritation, I calmly shrugged my shoulders.
Why is she like this?
-Whoosh! Thwack!
The sharp sound of an arrowhead slicing through the air and embedding itself somewhere gradually grew louder.
At that moment.
-Master, but Nekhuf can’t see—how can he handle a bow?
Unfazed by Leah’s voice suddenly ringing in my head, I replied.
-Probably? He won awards yesterday, didn’t he?
-Huh? How? If he’s blind, he can’t even see the target, right?
I gestured toward the entrance of the archery training ground with my chin.
-Well, you’ll see when you look, won’t you? We seem to have arrived.
Nekhuf tapped his cane gently ahead to check for obstacles, then stopped.
“This is our village’s archery training ground.”
As we entered, several male and female Sand Elves were drawing their bows and shooting arrows.
“Huh? Isn’t that Nekhuf? Who are the humans behind you?”
When the group of Sand Elves curiously asked about Leah and me, Nekhuf smiled sheepishly.
“They’re visitors to the village. They said they’d stay for a few days.”
Nekhuf promptly turned to introduce us.
“The man here is Brother Hans, and the lady beside him is Sister Leah.”
“Oh? The man isn’t handsome, but the woman looks like she could pass for an elf.”
“Right? For a human man, he’s neat, but still, his base model isn’t great.”
Excuse me? That’s just average, you know?
I’ve said it repeatedly—I have an average appearance by modern South Korean standards.
They judged my appearance without considering the fundamental racial difference between elves and humans.
No wonder they’re called arrogant.
Feeling slightly aggrieved, I was about to feel hurt when Leah stepped forward.
“No! How dare you say such things about our master?!”
As expected, I trusted my disciple.
It’s not that my appearance is lacking! It’s that you’re exceptionally superior!
Listening to Leah’s words, I vigorously nodded in agreement in my heart. But then,
“Of course, he’s not extremely handsome… but how many people are uglier than Master?!”
Leah shouted with a deeply flushed face, but it was already too late.
Murmurs grew louder among the Sand Elves.
“There are many people uglier than that face.”
“Human’s defining feature is being unattractive, right?”
“That’s true.”
Their innocent words wounded my heart.
Why does everyone keep picking on my appearance?
I’ve said it repeatedly—I don’t think my appearance is lacking anywhere.
However… given the racial traits of elves, it’s natural for a human like me to be inferior.
Thanks to that, the wound deepened, and my heart stung.
“Master! Master isn’t unattractive at all! How tall and handsome he is!”
I stared intently at Leah as she defended me.
Indeed, Leah’s face was cute.
Flawless, clean skin.
Despite her terrible personality, her appearance was undeniably pretty, likely because the Destiny developers put great effort into designing her character.
In contrast… I…
My mouth felt bitter.
The bitter emotion was clearly reflected on my face. I couldn’t even hide it.
“Leah… when you comfort me like that, I feel even uglier.”
Leah looked flustered, hastily moving her lips but ultimately closing them.
“I… it’s not that! Ugh…!”
She seemed to want to say something but hesitated, fearing I’d be hurt unnecessarily. Seeing her, I smiled.
It feels like having a little sister.
“It’s fine. I’m not hurt.”
Wanting to quickly resolve the situation, I hurriedly spoke to Nekhuf.
“Come on, show us your skills.”
Nekhuf gave a small nod.
“Let me help you.”
At that moment, a female Sand Elf took Nekhuf’s hand and helped him prepare.
She picked an arrow from the quiver and got ready to shoot.
Though he couldn’t see ahead, Nekhuf raised his arm toward the target without hesitation and shot.
-Whoosh! Thwack!
“Huh?”
The arrow hit the target precisely.
Leah, surprised, pointed at the target with her finger.
“Huh… how did he hit it? Even Mia couldn’t hit a target with her eyes closed, right?”
Nekhuf drew his bowstring repeatedly.
-Whoosh! Thwack!
-Whoosh! Thwack!
-Whoosh! Thwack!
Arrows continuously embedded themselves in the exact center of the target.
His skill was worthy of being called divine archery.
“Impossible.”
Honestly, it’s hard to expect a blind person to possess such exceptional archery skills.
What made Nekhuf even more remarkable was that he wasn’t just good at archery.
His swordsmanship was also outstanding.
Why else would ‘Dragon War’ recommend Nekhuf to players struggling with the game’s sudden difficulty spike?
When players control him, the blindness penalty disappears.
No matter how blind he is, everything is visible to the player beyond the monitor.
Before long, Nekhuf hit the exact center with all ten shots.
“Brother Hans, how was it?”
Holding the bow, Nekhuf smiled brightly like a child, and I praised him enthusiastically.
“Amazing! The distance is incredibly far, yet you hit every shot. I could never do that.”
I couldn’t help but marvel at his skill of accurately hitting a target at a distance barely visible.
“I’ve been standing here shooting every day.”
In a game, one might attribute it simply to stats, but here, this might be another reality.
Honestly, I can’t distinguish whether this is a game or reality, but since I’ve come to the New Continent, I won’t have to wait long to find out.
But if this is reality, how did he hit it?
As I pondered briefly, I soon found the answer.
Nekhuf couldn’t see.
Instead, he had shot thousands, tens of thousands of arrows toward the invisible target.
He must have developed an intuitive sense of where the target was.
Since the target doesn’t move.
The female elf beside him must have always guided him to the same shooting position.
As I thought that, Nekhuf smiled shyly.
“Hehe, thank you, Brother. But… with this level…”
Nekhuf trailed off, making me curious.
“Why? Why stop mid-sentence?”
“Ah… never mind.”
Nekhuf turned his head, untied a bundle of arrows beside him, and began shooting again.
What? So anticlimactic.
“Sure enough… since you weren’t home, I came to look and found you shooting arrows here?”
Turning my head at the voice from beside me, I saw Nephert had arrived.
“You could have waited and come together.”
She muttered softly, but Nekhuf, far away, seemed to have heard.
“You came, Nephert? Sorry, I really wanted to shoot arrows, so I came early.”
“Haa, you’re really hopeless.”
We continued watching Nekhuf shoot arrows.
Then, Leah curiously asked Nephert.
“Nephert, Nekhuf can’t see—how does he hit all those shots?”
Nephert, watching Nekhuf draw his bow, answered.
“He made incredibly painstaking efforts.”
Honestly, I doubted whether such a level could be achieved through effort alone.
-Whoosh! Thwack!
Nekhuf continued shooting for a while, then approached us with a satisfied expression.
“Brother, do you know swordsmanship?”
His question was cautious.
Swordsmanship?
I had learned the basics from Giovanni, but I wasn’t deeply versed in it.
“I only know the basics.”
“Th… then, could you spar with me just once?”
Seeing the young man blush as he asked made me feel awkward.
“What?! You want to spar with Master?”
Leah frowned slightly.
“Challenging a mage to a sword duel is a bit unfair. I’ll be your opponent.”
“You’re a mage too. Do you even know how to handle a sword?”
I had never taught Leah swordsmanship.
So her confidently acting as if she knew swordsmanship was a bit puzzling.
“Believe it or not, I picked up some self-defense skills while fighting on battlefields.”
As she said that, she pulled out a short wooden sword from mid-air and cast a buff spell on herself.
Casting a support magic mimicking divine power was akin to using drugs in sports, so I stopped her.
“Isn’t buff magic cheating?”
When I pointed that out, Leah shrugged nonchalantly.
“Challenging a mage to a sword duel is the real cheat.”
“Nekhuf can’t even see…”
“Stop nitpicking. Master, you watch Pipi.”
I gave Leah, who handed me Pipi, a cold stare.
Are you that eager to win?
But Nekhuf brightened, seemingly pleased.
“I’m fine. Actually, it’s better this way.”
Nephert handed Nekhuf a wooden sword and worriedly cautioned him.
“Be careful.”
“Don’t worry, Nephert.”
Nephert, slightly taller than Nekhuf.
Watching Nekhuf speak in a relaxed tone, I thought,
Well… Leah won’t stand a chance against him anyway. She might as well have the buff.
“Anyway, fine! I’ll be your opponent.”
Leah pointed her sword at Nekhuf.
“Come at me first, Sister.”
As if she had been waiting, Leah dashed forward…
-Bang!
Ouch… is that really a woman’s strength?
With a loud crash, the two wooden swords clashed.
Leah quickly withdrew her sword and created a slight distance.
Her movements were too fast and clean to be merely ‘some self-defense skills learned on the battlefield’.
Ah… my disciple, who recklessly unleashed dangerous magic, was also this skilled in close combat.
What kind of monster have I created?
Admiration and despair hit me simultaneously.
Leah asked with a puzzled expression.
“Aren’t you attacking?”
At Leah’s words, Nekhuf slowly stepped forward and spoke.
“Since I can’t see…”
-Thud!
As Nekhuf spoke, he darted forward like a bolt and swung his wooden sword.
Leah successfully blocked the attack with her arm, but her body was gradually pushed backward.
“Ugh! This is!”
Struggling to withstand Nekhuf’s sword, Leah gritted her teeth and attempted a kick, but…
Nekhuf’s face was filled with a smile.
Did he have some secret move up his sleeve?
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